Killa Killa (feat. Aiyana Lee)

Battin round the trap when Im in the streets
You dont wanna play, no, no
Got a target on your back standin next to me
Ayy, hell no, you dont know who youre, ah
Backed out with that look in her eye
Thatll make the Devil smile (Skrrt)
Papi, tell me can you handle my type? (Ayy)
Going on my level now (Ah)
Cause mamis a killa, killa (Ah, ah)
Shoot like a rilla, rilla (Bop-bop)
So, papi, tell me can you handle my type?
Hell no, you dont you know who youre fxckin with
Music punchin or the internet, I kill all of that
Twenty million when I see the net, I made all of that
Even when Im ill, I see a vet, Im an animal
They know Im eatin up the threat like Im Hannibal (Ayy, ayy)
I got no reason to panic when all the money paid
Tailor-made, wearin Armani now that Im feelin suede
Money May, now I can choose the weather on any day
Anyway, king of the drama, killin it every day
Ooh, know you hurtin cause you always throwback
Ooh, rollin through the pieces on a Kodak
Ooh, Im the catch, saving like a goalie (Ooh)
Wishin, but I know you fxckin hate me
Backed out with that look in her eye
Thatll make the Devil smile (Skrrt)
Papi, tell me can you handle my type? (Ayy)
Going on my level now
Cause mamis a killa, killa
Shoot like a rilla, rilla (Bop-bop)
So , papi, tell me can you handle my type?
Ayy, ayy, hell no, youdont you know who youre—
Nah, you dont know who youre fxckin with (Nah)
I know many come and go when I go to this (I know many)
Turn up in killer mode (Ayy )
Legacy fiddlin
End another man and then Im leavin them piddlin
Im a beast when Im on it
Hotter than your bonnet (Jeez)
I really want it like buffalo needin women ( Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Shreddin it, disrespect, and then Im deadin it (Nah, nah)
Repeatin me winnin the a figure like Im Benedict (Damn)
Got the money flowin proper like an ATM (Skrrt)
Gotta see me glowin proper with that alien (Skrrt, skrrt)
Taller than the makkah when I gotta stack it up
Now she soundin like Chewbacca when she back it up (Ah)
Backed out with that look in her eye
Thatll make the Devil smile (Skrrt)
Papi, tell me can you handle my type? (Ayy)
Going on my level now
Cause mamis a killa, killa
Shoot like a rilla, rilla
So, papi, tell me can you handle my type?
Yeah, yeah
Hell no, you dont you know who youre fxcking with (Mmh)
Yeah, uh, uh
No, no